not to coin a phrase/but play it as it laysnmake them think you’re safe in your restraintsnnot to tip my hand/but all these false demandsnmisdirect from what I really wantnand how much I really wantnnI see a jar of pills and a bottle of bleachnI want all of one or a little of eachnthey give me a longer leash but I keep strainingnnI know they check the beds/when we’re fucked on medsnthat’s why I keep your picture in my pantsnbut they don’t have a clue/what I intend to donwhen we sneak out from the Easter dancenso I’ll tell you in advancennI want to lead you once more into the breachnpierce you like the flesh of a peachnthey give me a longer leash but I keep strainingnnwhy be bravenwhen fear is all you have?nwhy be saved?nthere’s nothing to forgivenwhy behavenas if the life you livenrequires explaining?nnI see a jar of pills and a bottle of bleachna golden ocean just out of reachnthey give me a longer leash but I keep straining